Now I think about it, JC life is just merely 2 years, during which we'll forge bonds stronger than anything, strengthen existing ones, and when it comes to the end, we'll have to say goodbye. It's weird, how I'm thinking about it right now, but when I see this, this life, this cycle of school-work-play-sleep, all I can think of is the fact that it is all so fickle and short lasting.

Love is like that too. Not so much of it being a spark, an everlasting inextinguishable flame of passion, but something that has to be feed or nurtured over time. If you don't give the flame the oxygen it needs, the space to grow, the fuels that keep it burning, it'll die out just like that.

Aha. I'm sounding old already.

This is what happens when training drains me of too much energy and I only have brain cells left to type all these senseless, emotional rubbish.